luni, 29 decembrie 2008

The kiss

You let me in your heart
But broke into my soul
All this just when I thought
"I'm through with all that crap"
I thought you're safe,
you were so far away
I thought you're just a dream
and I am just a game to play
was never meant to end this way
was never meant to come to this
your broken heart
my empty kiss
my crippled soul
your dying bliss
I'm just a fake
I played a part that I will miss
My fairy tale is over
I'll leave my lucky clover
on the pillow
and I will go
I've killed another dream
Just when I thought
"I'm tough, I don't need that"
You proved me wrong…
And now
I cry alone.
ps
Forgot to tell you
Not to take me serious

Un comentariu:

joaquin carvel spunea...

meant to comment on this earlier...i like this one a lot....especially:
"was never meant to come to this
your broken heart
my empty kiss
my crippled soul
your dying bliss"
like a 1-2-3-4 punch - and the ending - the kind of twist that makes you re-read again,right away, but slower.

(i like klimt too, but really, really like this poem.)